The Adventures Of Traitorous Demons (2)
"Idiot!" Barak insulted his dense brother as the two of them fled from the attacks of over a dozen D rank demonic beasts. All the beasts were of the Peak of the D rank, so fighting back was something rather difficult at this time. The both of them had sustained injuries of varying degrees after being entangled in a fight with their Demon counterparts for an extended period of time.
"Don't call me an idiot! It wasn't my fault that they found us!" Balak retorted as he evaded a bolt of orange lightning that had been cast by a flying creature.
Barak grunted but did not say anything. It truly wasn't his brother's fault that they had been found out. After all, who would have expected a Blood Bat, one of the expert tracking demonic beasts at the lower ranks, to have been set on their tail after they had destroyed a couple of camps now.
The two of them kept on running until they arrived at a cliff.
Shuaaa!
The sound of rushing water was loud in their ears as they peered down the cliff.